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A MANSION FOR MASOCHISTS

Chapter Nine

Alicia's bottom was still burning when, several hours later, Lilith handed her some clothes and bade her to dress. The attire Alicia had worn to the weekend-long party had long since been lost. Perhaps it had even been worn home by another woman!

"People often lose their clothes here, but I think these will suffice," Lilith said, remarking upon the gold embroidered camisole and panties, lavender pullover and red miniskirt which she had just given Alicia. "Probably another woman, tipsy with drink, mistook your gown for her own."

"Thank you, these things are beautiful," Alicia cooed. Lilith pecked her on the cheek.

"Mick found you most enthralling. Thank you," Lilith smiled. "I'd see you off, but I've got business in town. Can you drive yourself home, or should I have one of my butlers take you?"

"I-I think I'll be able to sit down, it's not too far," Alicia said, giving her bottom an exploratory rub. The fleshy cheeks felt hot, but she knew they might well become even more inflamed if she let one of Lilith's husky butlers escort her back to campus. The butlers were quite handsome, and Alicia didn't trust herself to resist their advances. After spending the morning in the stable she knew neither her bottom, her rectum, or her pussy could take any more.

"Please keep the cowboy boots as well," Lilith said, turning to go. "And don't forget your own heels!"

"I won't!" Alicia laughed. Her earrings and heels were the only items that remained to her from what she had originally worn to the party. All else had been lost.

Alicia's little car puttered obediently back down the undulating slopes to the city below. As usual, upon encountering congested city streets she found herself being whistled at at stoplights. If her admirers had known just how skimpy her panties were and how well striped her bottom was, they probably would have ejaculated. Alicia wondered to herself how many penises would sprout semen as a result of seeing the photographs of her taken at the party. Men she didn't know, and would never know, would spill their seed in honor of her beauty.

Not long after Alicia's return to campus she received a bona fide call from Phi Oui, which had been trying, as it turned out, to reach her all weekend.

"Poor girl, you've probably spent the past two weeks at college ensconced in a carrel in the library," a sympathetic sister said over the phone. "I'll bet you're ready for some fun!"

"Well, not too much fun," Alicia said, wincing as she sat her bottom down on a chair. It still burned from Mick's switching.

"Come, come. We're having an initiation this Friday, and I'd like to meet with you to discuss the details so you'll be able to attend," the sister said. Alicia assented.

Alicia smiled to herself several minutes later when she hung up the phone. She had, frankly, been scared of joining a sorority. She had heard some pretty outrageous things about the induction ceremonies of such organizations. But after the weekend at Lilith's, Alicia was sure Phi Oui's ceremony would be kid's stuff. Baby stuff, even. What would they do, drop a water balloon on her head? Spray her with whipped cream? Try to get her to drink a lot of Bud Lite?

***

"Hold your pee in just a trifle longer, dearest," Therese said to Kathy, who gave her an agonized look but obeyed. Kathy was beginning to regret the bottle of champagne she had so eagerly downed an hour earlier. The mildly intoxicating bubbles, so pleasantly soothing in her tummy, took on an altogether different aspect in her bladder.

"I ought to just pee on you," Kathy said to Therese.

"Now that would be naughty," Therese smiled, then turned and walked back down between the bookshelves, her bare hips rolling with alluring elegance.

Kathy adjusted her weight as she knelt precariously atop two shelving units stacked with library books. The units were separated by a space of some two feet, just enough to allow a person to squeeze between them. Kathy's naked thighs and genitals arched over the space. Her knees rested on either unit, protected from the hard surface of the top of each bookshelf by seat cushions borrowed from a cluster of nearby chairs. Kathy's wrists were bound above her head, the rope suspended from an overhanging chandelier. The taut rope kept Kathy safe; any slip would merely leave her dangling harmlessly in midair.

It was, without question, an odd way to make use of a library. But technology, in the form of movable bookshelves that could be separated by a dozen feet or squashed together at the touch of a button, had finally invaded that last bastion of sterile serenity, the public library, with an air of eroticism.

The institution at hand was, in actuality, a university library, and no doubt its cold walls had witnessed a fair share of sensual expressions amongst the more hot-blooded of its youthful visitors over the years. But it was doubtful whether the reference section of the library had seen much. At the moment its sensibilities were probably somewhere between shock and unconsciousness; no doubt the career employees who staffed it during the day would have long since passed out had they known that "that nice girl" who was under their direction this semester was at present clad in nothing but spiked heels and long white gartered stockings, with a deep interest in urinating but no interest in removing herself to the bathroom.

"Why, there you are," Kathy heard from the far end of the shelving units, and saw Therese step out to greet Alicia, who was stark naked. Kathy was back far enough that all that Alicia could make out from the far end of the row of shelving units, if indeed she could perceive it at all, was that there was a line of rope that dropped down from one of the chandeliers.

Certainly Alicia didn't notice the rope. Besides being all a-flutter with curiosity at the "little initiation" her two newfound friends had planned for her, she was, upon finding Therese, quite overwhelmed by the bewitchingly aggressive girl.

"Did anyone see you cross the campus?" Therese asked with feigned innocence, knowing full well that Alicia had been observed by a dozen members of the Phi Oui Sorority.

"I don't think so," Alicia whispered.

"And you brought your towel, soap, shampoo, and washcloth with you I see," Therese said. "I hope you didn't disobey our instructions and cover yourself with them as you came over."

"No! Of course not!" Alicia said haltingly. But Therese knew better. She had already been informed by a sorority member that Alicia had been well wrapped in the towel as she made her proscribed pilgrimage. That portion of the initiation would have to be repeated later, with an appropriate punishment added on as well.

"Turn around, for you must be blindfolded for our next little surprise," Therese said.

Alicia spun about on her heels and Therese quickly secured a kneesock over her eyes. Then she took the girl's hand and led her into the row of bookshelves.

Kathy watched the pair as they approached her. The shelves just beyond where Kathy knelt were separated by half a dozen feet, to permit unhampered access to their volumes. But no one in the reference section tonight would be making recourse to the tomes. The most the old books could hope for in the way of attention this evening was the deposit of a few droplets of pee.

Therese was nearly bouncing with exuberance. The girl had been imbued with a heavy dose of sexuality since birth, and the exertions of the male penis, while still enjoyable, today required a touch of decadence to bring out its full flavor. Like Kathy, Therese had little on; only an abbreviated see-through nightie and the fact that her underclothes were black distinguished her attire from her friend's.

"I'm going to shower in the library?" Alicia squeaked, obviously confused.

"Shush, darling," Therese cautioned, touching a finger to her lips. "But of course you are. You wouldn't think we'd make you carry your soap and things all the way over here just so you could sit and read the encyclopedia, do you?"

"Now stand right here," Therese directed Alicia, squeezing the girl between the next two bookshelves in the row and underneath Kathy. Then with a single swift movement Therese removed Alicia's blindfold and grasped both her arms, pulling them back behind her. Alicia gasped as she caught sight of the genitals positioned overhead. Her full, pert breasts bounced in the stale library air. Kathy looked down at her and smiled.

"Hi, I guess I'm the one who's been assigned to be your shower," Kathy said. Alicia turned her head and looked over her bare shoulder at Therese, eyes wide.

"You're going to...?" Alicia asked, shocked.

"Now, dear, I think you'll like it," Therese said gently. "In any case now that you're here you must go through with it, otherwise we'd have no protection if you squealed."

"Oh, I wouldn't tell," Alicia blurted.

"You wouldn't, and you won't, because you're going to become a member of the best sorority on campus, Phi Oui, and attend all our parties and have a more wonderful time than you'd ever imagined during your four years at Ruttingame," Therese said firmly.

"But," Alicia protested. And then the most amazing thing happened. Therese quieted her protests with a kiss. It didn't last long, and wasn't passionate; just the gentle reassurance of female lips and female breasts pressed warmly against her.

When they separated Therese knew that Alicia was ready. She placed the girl back between the narrowly separated bookshelves and signaled Kathy. The girl above gave an inaudible sigh of relief. Then, in a last minute display of decorum, Kathy looked down at Alicia and asked, "Ready?"

"I guess so," Alicia replied.

"Kathy has endured the most uncomfortable agony of holding back an entire bottle of champagne in her bladder just for you," Therese told Alicia. "You should appreciate and enjoy the rare gift she is about to bestow upon you. Few women outside our sorority would go to such lengths to give you the pleasure of being sprinkled with their essence."

"I know," Alicia said, more to appear to agree than anything. But inside her a lascivious spark had suddenly ignited. The situation was so bizarre, like something out of a Roman orgy, with her standing naked in the library about to be wet upon by a girl clad only in stockings, that her body couldn't help but suddenly feel a rush of heated arousal.

Alicia's next thoughts were drowned out by a sudden stream of urine upon her head. Impulsively, she looked up and the stream hit her full in the face. Alicia squealed, surprised and suddenly delighted as the golden rain flowed over her, running down the slopes of her breasts and off the tips of her nipples.

Therese, unobserved at the moment, quietly snapped photos for the sorority's files.

Eventually Kathy's urine dribbled to a stop and Alicia turned to Therese, eyes bright and face flushed.

"See? I knew you'd enjoy it," Therese said. "Now take your soap and see if you can raise some suds."

Alicia lifted the bar from where it nestled between her breasts, secured by a cord about her neck, and began lathering the jellied mounds of her mammaries. The soap had a scent of strawberries, fresh and ripe and juicy, newly plucked from the vine to be crushed between the teeth of its harvester.

Therese, meanwhile, quickly slid a nearby ladder into place and alighted upon it to free Kathy. She wiped the girl's genitals, to ensure that in descending from her perch Kathy's stockings were not stained with any delinquent drops of urine. Then she reached up and undid the rope that bound Kathy's wrists. What a pity that no male was in sight to view the pair as Therese reached to undo her friend. At that moment both girls were stretching upward, their lovely titties bobbling in the air. The soft flesh beckoned to be cupped, held, squeezed; but instead it was left to jiggle freely, naked and unfettered. Even Therese's gauzy nightie was unwilling to intervene. It floated carelessly upon the air, its fabric seemingly welcoming the light that shafted through it, its straps plotting to fall from Therese's slim shoulders at the first opportunity.

Soon all three girls were between the shelves, and Alicia was running out of moisture to make lather. The crackle of a police walkie-talkie announced the arrival of the night watchman on his designated rounds.

"That's Charlie," Kathy warned Therese, a look of desperation in her eyes despite her knowledge as to the time the library was generally inspected for intruders.

"And with our luck he's ten minutes early," Therese hissed. She grasped Alicia's upper arm. "Come, dear, you've done all we've asked and now its time to go." The girls slipped as noiselessly as possible out a side door of the library, Therese taking note of the nearness of this single unlocked exit to the front entrance and her good judgement in leaving the rest of the sorority back at the house.

As the girls stepped out into the chill air of early September they each regretted their lack of clothing, particularly Therese, who might have remained dressed throughout Alicia's shower. But she had felt that Alicia would feel less uncomfortable about being nude if her host were nearly nude herself, and in that respect Therese knew she had made the correct decision.

A warm bath awaited Alicia at what passed for what the girls improperly referred to as their "house," a two-story townhouse just off campus where several of the sorority girls shared apartments. Alicia, her long blonde locks still damp and slightly bedraggled, was led sticky and blushing to the bathroom. A sorority sister helped her step into the tub and sat and chatted pleasantly with her while she bathed. It was late, and the sister, whose name was Mary, wore a brief peignoir and french cut panties. Alicia admired Mary's good taste in lingerie as she washed, and even commented upon it, much to Mary's delight.

"So you're a connoisseur of undies just like I am," Mary laughed. "I'm glad you're joining Phi Oui. We should have lots of fun comparing notes. Perhaps you'd even let me try on a few of your things. You can have some of mine after your bath if you'd like. I hear you live clear across campus."

"Yes, and they made me cross it stark naked," Alicia said.

"Stark naked? You had a towel wrapped around you when I saw you," Mary said.

"You?...You saw me?" Alicia asked, astonished and suddenly quite embarrassed, despite her nudity in the bath.

"Oops, I don't think I was supposed to say that," Mary gulped.

"Indeed you weren't," Therese said, entering suddenly.

"Just who saw me?" Alicia asked Therese.

"Only the other girls here, your 'sisters,'" Therese replied. "Is it true you covered yourself with a towel as you crossed the campus?"

Alicia looked down at the suds in her bath.

"How did we instruct you to cross the campus?" Therese asked.

"N-naked," Alicia replied softly, eyes remaining downcast.

"And now, despite your flagrant disobedience, you sit here splashing in our bath, thoughtless as to who filled it or who shall have to scrub it down after you've left."

"I-I'm sorry," Alicia began, but was interrupted by Therese.

"Being sorry won't quite be enough. I'm afraid that despite your co-operation in the library your unwillingness to cross the campus correctly has permanently disqualified you from membership in Phi Oui."

Alicia looked up, eyes wide with dismay. Therese turned to leave.

"Kindly drain the water when you're finished. Toweling the tub down would also be appreciated. Cleaning the tub is not required, and is in fact forbidden as we are eager to start our party and cannot until you are gone."

Alicia put her face in her palms and broke into sobs. Suddenly she wanted to be a part of Phi Oui very much.

"Don't cry," Mary said soothingly once Therese had left. She put a soft hand on Alicia's wet shoulder. "I'll still trade nighties with you, if you like. I'll even sneak out the back and walk you home tonight. And give you some clothes, real clothes, so you don't have to worry about bumping into Charlie on your way back."

"But I want to be a part of Phi Oui," Alicia said, looking up, tears streaking her face.

"Would you like me to talk with Therese?" Mary asked.

Alicia plunked her face back into her hands and nodded, sniveling.

Half an hour later Alicia was bent naked over the back of a stuffed chair. Her arms were pulled tautly downward over the seat. Her wrists, bound together, were connected to the stubby legs of the chair with a taut cord. Therese lightly whisked the tails of a whip over Alicia's bare bottom.

"Are you ready for your punishment?" Therese asked the gagged Alicia. Alicia nodded.

"You understand, of course, that by simply shaking your head 'no' at any time you may discontinue your whipping at once. That will, unfortunately, permanently bar you from membership in Phi Oui, with no hope of reprieve. Enduring the whipping, however, does not automatically qualify you for entrance to Phi Oui. Had you successfully completed your initiation, you would have been admitted automatically. Now, however, your application for membership must be voted on by all the sisters. They will be closely observing your performance during your whipping for any signs of unladylike behavior. We only admit adults into our sorority. Little girls who bawl, scream, and cry out excessively are simply not fit to enjoy the mature pleasures which matriculation offers."

Therese brushed Alicia's bottom with the whip yet again, caressing the flesh; her touch beguilingly tender, a far cry from what would soon ensue.

"Do you still wish to be whipped?" Therese asked.

Alicia nodded her head.

"Alright, then. Girls, are you ready?" Therese asked, looking about the living room. The sisters, all in various states of dishabille, attempted to nod somberly but broke into giggles.

Therese herself was nearly on the brink of laughter. Here was this poor girl, an inexperienced freshman in her second week at Ruttingame, with her bottom bared for all the world to see, and to do whatever they pleased with.

Therese stepped forward and slipped the thongs of the whip into the furrow between Alicia's bottom cheeks, then pulled the knotted leather tails of the whip up through the two plump halves of flesh.

"Your posture is perfect for now, dear, but before I am through you will be provided with a small coffee table and asked to stand upon it, which will require you to bend your legs, as your wrists will remain bound in place. In that position your cheeks will be separated, preventing me from performing that little trick I just did with the tails but allowing me to flagellate the innermost portions of your derriere. This is most necessary if your entire bottom is to be disciplined. I am not your mother, and I will not be content with merely striking the outer surfaces of your cheeks. My whipping will be a proper one, or none at all, for we are, I assume, both adults, and know the correct meaning of 'whaling' one's posterior."

Alicia nodded her understanding.

Therese stepped back.

"Remove the gag," Therese ordered. "I am fully confident that she will not need it."

Mary came forward and bent over Alicia's shoulders. She undid the gag. Her breasts dangled naked beyond the low-cut front of her peignoir.

"Good luck," Mary whispered.

"Thankyou," Alicia breathed.

Then, bending close as if planting a kiss on Alicia's cheek, Mary whispered in her ear, "Ask Therese to whip you."

"Please...please whip me," Alicia asked, recovering her voice.

"What?" Therese asked with mock incredulity. "You know, I think I'm actually going to be proud of you, Alicia. Please call out each stroke prior to its application."

There was a long moment of silence.

"Say 'one,'" Mary prompted.

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